The years are like songs, and life is like poetry. In the poetic years, we can always take pleasure in suffering, work tirelessly to cultivate our own one-third of an acre of land, plant radish and green vegetables in our own garden, and spread hope...

Time flies, the sour, sweet, bitter and spicy taste is chewed repeatedly, just to identify the desired taste. Marriage is indeed like the radishes and vegetables planted in their own gardens. The growers do not measure it based on economic value or nutritional standards, but according to taste. The suitable one is the best!

If you like a flower in the garden, you don’t necessarily break it and put it in a vase. Loving someone doesn’t mean taking it as your own, but waiting silently in your heart, wishing him good luck, and praying for his safety. ...

Love is the best scenery in the journey of life. Most people know how to watch flowers and admire the moon, but it depends on personal taste. Some like azaleas, roses and peonies; some like slim bamboo plums, orchids and narcissus; some like rock-climbing midnight flowers or iceberg snow lotuses.

In short, no matter whether you like vulgarity or elegance, the one that suits you is the best!